The Old Dragon King was taken aback and said solemnly, "Are you siding with the Daoist Celestial Court?"
Ying Zheng shook his head, "Whether to side with the Daoist depends on whether they have accurate information about that person."
The Old Dragon King's eyes narrowed slightly, sharp as he said, "What if that fellow is still alive?"
"If he is alive, the choice is clear."
"Similarly, if he has passed away, the choice is also clear."
Ying Zheng looked up into the depths of the starry sky and said, "In any case, my Great Qin must participate in this battle. Whether it is to destroy the Dao or resist the Buddha, only through mountains of corpses and seas of blood can I make further progress."
"It is just a pity for my Great Qin's soldiers..."
"However, I will not let them down. Their blood will forge the supreme glory of Great Qin."
"This is their honor too!"
